Happy Birthday

Even as Kalvin groaned in agony as his own father continued fucking his virgin asshole, he could hear his grandfather, lying next to him on the sofa, mocking and jeering at him, telling him how much the old codger was going to enjoy reaming out Kalvin’s ‘boy twat’ after his son had finished with it.  

“Quite the birthday present, isn’t it, boy.  You’re one lucky little bitch.  Some of your friends will get a car on their nineteenth birthday.  You, though, you’re getting a cunt cored out of your ass.  Now your friends’ cars, they’re gonna last five, maybe ten, years, but that pussy your Dad’s giving you, that’s gonna last your entire life.  And trust me, boy, you’re gonna be giving other dudes a lot more rides in your cunt than your friends can ever hope to give with their cars.  And they’ll be a lot more enjoyable rides, too – at least for the dudes taking them.  God knows, I’m looking forward to my first ride – the first of many more to come, I promise you.  I’m planning on two, three rides every day.  Every day from now on.”

Kalvin wanted to make some smart retort, wanted to tell the old fuck that there was no way in hell that Kalvin was gonna let him fuck his ass and seed his new pussy, but with his father actively pounding away at his aching asshole it was all too clear to Kalvin that his grandfather was going to be fucking him just like he was saying.  And there wasn’t a damn thing Kalvin could do about it.

His father had been telling Kalvin for weeks that his nineteenth birthday was going to be something special, something the boy would remember for the rest of his life.  Well, his father was right about that.  Kalvin knew that no matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to forget this day.  The day Kalvin’s father turned Kalvin’s asshole into a cunt, and turned his son into a fcum dump fuck-bitch.  Happy Birthday, Kalvin.  Happy Birthday indeed.